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Aug 2022
The hairdresser cuts

me, he is cutting up time --


to eternity.
Often in the chair with the hairdresser, almost always

"Der Zauberberg" ("The Magic Mountain", 1924, Thomas Mann)

Collection "Moist glow"
Zywa
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